Brando is dressed formally today, a standard European aristocratic dress. A light gray vest is tied around the waist, outlining a beautiful and slender figure. The high lapel is folded wide under the chin, and the pure white snow-like placket is buttoned. A military-style jacket is draped over the
Shoulders, two rows
The gilt metal breast buttons are carefully finished. In front of his hand, he is leaning on a lacquered black crutch and placed in front of him as a decoration. No detail has been left out. His whole body is noble and elegant, quiet and graceful, and his bright eyes are even better matched by his outfit.
White teeth and handsome.
Every time I am amazed, Brando is like this.
He also brought clothes for Xiaoyu, a black one-piece dress with two halves, decorated with matching lace, but the waist was extremely tight, with criss-crossed silk threads wrapped around her chest and back, tying her little
The waist has been modified to be as wide as a palm, black gloves, black
A top hat and a small black umbrella of the same color were adorned with large black flowers clustered around each other, making them look more stunning. As a result, the only distinctive highlight of the whole body was that it was buckled between her ears, pure white.
The snow is like the moon, and the two white rose earrings are not stained at all.
Brando ordered her to put on light makeup. When she stood up, turned around, straightened her white neck and looked at him with dark eyes, Brando's eyes were full of nostalgia and envy, as if he had seen this.
The most beautiful art in the world is noble and indestructible.
Xiaoyu saw the black cat in the wide mirror on the opposite wall.
That one, the black cat in Brando's oil painting, the makeup, face, everything is exactly the same.
"Didn't I say that I was going to participate in an arms deal today and successfully hijack it?" Xiaoyu frowned as he looked at the wide skirt. "It's not conducive to action when dressed like this. I need to change my clothes."
"If you go out dressed like this," Brando moved his cane and smiled at her, "I will consider giving you a gun."
Participating in arms robbery, what do you do without a gun?
This Brando is clearly a soft threat.
In other words, this man is really used to soft threats, and he is even so skilled that when he threatens, no one can feel any malice or murderous intention.
This is also his natural ability to relax people's vigilance.
Xiaoyu straightened her eyes, looked at him, said no more, just bent down to pick up the skirts, tied them up, and placed them around her waist-----
Because on her legs, she wore a pair of light-colored sports pants that looked very embarrassing.
Sure enough, Brando immediately showed an uncomfortable expression.
"Either take it off or change it." His demanding personality made it impossible for him to allow these two things to coexist at the same time for a second. "Or, we will cancel your rescue request. Anyway... there is no harm to me.
."
Captured her weakness of urgent need to save others.
Or a soft threat.
Xiaoyu paused for a moment, and finally had to let him choose for himself and change his clothes.
It's just that this time Brando compromised a little and changed into clothes with shorter skirts and more agile movements.
When he changed his clothes and walked out, Brando was flipping through some books on the bookcase. Looking closely, he was holding a French translation of the most worn Jane Austen book.
"It turns out that I have been learning from this," Brando whispered, talking to himself, "it turns out that the one or two crappy French sentences I occasionally used before were learned from Jane."
Xiaoyu tilted his head to show that he couldn't hear what he was saying.
"Can you speak French?" He suddenly raised his head and asked in a room with only two people.
"No," Xiao Yu said calmly, remembering that when he was on Mont Blanc, he seemed to be able to understand a sentence or two. He didn't know if it was the remnants of the black cat, so he added, "At least, not now. Why, this
Do I need French for this transaction? Or do I need to learn some basic communication language now?”
"No", putting the book in the bookcase, Brando said with a smile, "Don't force yourself on things that don't belong to you, it will only stain you."
Yan Xiaoyu couldn't understand what he said.
Before boarding the plane, his subordinates were still preparing. He led her to sit in the luxurious seat at the end, folded his hands in front of his legs, and asked again and again, very suddenly.
"Black Cat, who do you think is the most rational and emotional between you and her?"
reason?
emotion?
Who wants to be the rational one?
Who is the slave of emotions?
Xiaoyu thought of the scattered fragments of his memories. An elder once said this to him. He said, Xiaoyu, you are the most outstanding killing machine. Your sister is not as rational as you.
And this seems to be the case, otherwise, the black cat would not be so cruel and ruthless.
"At least, I'm definitely not the emotional one."
Looking straight ahead, Xiaoyu actually didn't like his answer, "How can a black cat be rational when it has lost all of its humanity?"
Brando turned to look at her, his brows slightly raised, as if he was satisfied with her answer.
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When the sun fully rose, they set off. It took them three hours to fly to the destination and get off the plane.
When she was about to go to the ambush, Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little thirsty. The thirst was a bit unbearable, so she turned around and asked Brando for a bottle of water, and Brando ordered someone to give her a bottle of water.
I don’t know whether water resources were too precious in the desert, or whether she was not used to the diet in the experimental base recently. As soon as the little fish took a sip, she felt that the water was very sweet, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, so she simply raised her head and raised her head.
Bottle, drink it all in one sip----
Even though I felt the water sliding into my throat was a bit stinging when I drank it to the end, I still felt satisfied.
As she threw away the bottle, she saw Brando smiling at her again -----
"What's wrong?" Xiaoyu was a little suspicious and touched his face, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Brando smiled and said nothing, with a profound attitude.
Then, he raised his hand to look at the time, pointed at the place where arms transportation must pass, and said softly, "Your target has been reached."
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Brando ordered someone to give her three guns and twenty men.
Three guns----
Short range rifles, repeater sniper barrels, and laser guns.
Different functions, different effects, different levels of use.
Twenty men and horses are not many, but it is said that they are all Brando's elite personnel.
Xiaoyu tied the guns to his legs, behind his waist, and under his wrists. After Brando reminded him, he took the twenty men and followed the map to quietly lurk in the mountain road that must be used to transport arms.